I saw the light fade from the sky, on the wind I heard a sigh. As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers, I will say this last goodbye. Night is now falling, so ends this day. The road is now calling, and I must away. Over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone, by silver streams that run down to the sea.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1868 | 2021-09-25 14:00:17 | 68.55 | 96% |
| 1672 | 2021-09-22 21:40:25 | 74.97 | 97% |